Almost without exception, these were young men of about 15 to 36 years old who were going to be sorely missed during the harvest season. Many had only...the most minimal of supplies and equipment with them. We tried to discourage the youngest ones but they were just as infected with gold fever as the older men and refused to listen. I wondered how many would live to return home again.July 12-16, 1848As we arrived in the Willamette valley it seemed that most of the male population of Oregon was on. I had never (well not since I first hit puberty and experimented) masturbated before, but the novelty of the situation and the sensuality of the water took over and created a need in me that I couldn’t resist.I began squeezing my tits, and flicking my nipples, each time sending pulses through my body like waves of electricity. As I stroked my body, my hands reached my pussy, first rubbing the outside, then slowly sliding a finger into the slit. My juices were mingling with the surrounding. I decided to push the boundaries a bit asking, “And me?” looking her straight into her eyes. She shrugged, “I am gay, and I am exclusive to Mandy for now,” she stated with a dreamy look in her eyes, confirming my deduction while on the phone with Mandy the day before. I raised an eyebrow and she added that there was not much to tell except that while she is Lacey’s Au Pair, Mandy sometimes needed her in other ways. Her pause after that heeded the warning not to go there… yet. After a few. " Mom replied, "You know Herb, you're a first class asshole. You could have just pulled out of my cunt as you started to cum and caught your cum in your hand, and it would have been easy to just go down to the bathroom and dump it in the toilet and wash your hand. Dad answered, "Listen cunt, it will be a cold day in hell before you ever catch me cumming in my hand. That's sick." Mom said, "No Herb, you're the one that's sick." Dad sneered at her, "How about it Angie, if next time, I just jam it.